March gone, I return April washed, ready
For writing once more, my exciting dreams
Needing a pen nudge me, with steady
Muse again daily, poetic scheming
Of verse is now a prime motive, romantic
New thoughts jostle for space as they line up
For lines. Gyrating inside pedanticly,
Metres emerge as desire becomes sated
And verses are birthed. So friends I appear
Among you again refreshed and rested,
Heart full of thanks for your care, I feel clear
And eager to write, - at least, trying my best.
Analogous with springtime...we welcome you........'refreshed..rested....and April washed! ' Looking forward to perusing your 'exciting dreams.'
I found this very inspiring as to the enjoyment of writing and being refreshed.A very refreshing way to look at writing. Your visuals were very clear.A great read I enjoyed a 10
what a wash! very fresh! wish I can wash my poetic style and have a new style! Bravo fay!
The eternal springtime of your poetic soul is very present in these eloquent lines. Welcome back, Fay.10, for you. Love, SandraX
You sound ready indeed... Speaking my mind through your lines... always here to hear you speak through your keyboard!
Your lovely poem touches close to home. I have been more or less pried away from writing poetry by work (a good thing) and bad politics associated with work (a decidedly bad thing.) I look forward to reading your new creations.
Fay, glad your back, just keep on writing wonderful poetry like this one. It must be spring. Warm regards Bob 10/10
fay...you have such a wonderful following and all such talented writers, I hardly need to say 'welcome back' but...I say it anyway. Welcome back.
Great to have you back. I am on the merry-go-round again of my favorite pastime. I have a couple of new poems. A Poet's Poetical Love is written for a poet here who calls me Grannie. It appears his Grannie died, so I would love to hear your comments. Thanks Fay love Karin Anderson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Welcome back Fay, you have been missed, Lynda xx